Story by O'nezer.
Episode 8
"I didn't mean to... but we've talked about this and you agreed to help me" i heard my sister say. I had wanted to ask her if I she was still going to the living room or i should turn off the T.V. I stood still outside her door, torn between listening in to her conversation or leaving. I was curious to know what was going on. I mean, she looked uneasy answering that call.
"I have spent too much already trying to keep you silent about this matter but you are gradually draining me out" she said in shaky voice.
"I should be back in town by weekend, can we meet on Sunday night and finalise this?" My sister asked. I didn't hear what the other person said, but I noticed that the call ended immediately my sister said that.
I quickly tipped toed to my room, trying not to let her know I heard a part of her conversation.I began to ask myself questions I knew I couldn't answer. I didn't know if should ask her or let her be.
"Wake up, wont you go to work?" My sister said.
My sister woke me up that morning instead of my alarm. I hurriedly showered and got dressed. I knew I wouldn't be able eat before leaving, so i took the eggs my sister fried and opted to get bread on my way to work, since yam was not ready.
"Good morning everyone, please join me in welcoming Mr Jude Faronbi to the team as our Public relations officer (P. R. O)" my manager introduced this young man that morning.
His table is opposite mine, so there is no way we will not talk. If it's not something work related, it will be something else entirely.
"Miss Gloria will show you around." the manager concluded as everyone applauded and welcomed the new staff.
Sometime in the middle of the day, a call kept coming in, but I silenced the phone so it won't interrupt the meeting we were having.
At break time, i decided to return the call, but to my uttermost surprise, It was Segun. I haven't been answering calls from his main line. In fact I added it to my blacklist, because I wanted to cut off communications with him. Although I have been led twice now to pray for him.
I wasn't sure I wanted to have anything do with him or listen to whatever he has to say. If not that the call came in persistently and the number is quite unknown, I most likely wouldn't have returned the call.
"Please say whatever it is you want to say, I'm in the middle of work" I said.
"I am sorry. Can we talk when you are free then?" He asked. That was like the first time he would talk calmly and politely. I was wondering if I was talking to the right Segun or another person.
The day was over and I was already stressed out. I was waiting outside the company gate to get a cab home. The first cab I stopped was not going to my area, while the second one charged more than the normal fare.
"Are you going towards that area? Hop in let me drop you" an unfamiliar voice said as he wound down the car glass.
23 DAYS TO GO FOR SISTER DABIRA PART 2
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